Ever since starting my transition six months earlier as a sissy, I hadbeen obsessed with ridding myself of the unsightly presence between mylegs. My m...le organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs toflatten my pubic area did no good. No matter how expensive or tightthey were, the presence of my male shame could still be detected.Hence, the news of the possibility of an orchiectomy was a much welcomerelief. But there was another reason why, upon diagnosis, I had decidedto schedule surgery. “I’m a virgin.”Mr. Stevens inhaled sharply. ”A virgin? Perhaps I should’ve known.”For a moment I thought he was about to let me go. But no!“At least you don’t have any bad habits to break or any problems about diseases,” he said, smiling. “But, then again, have you any idea about how to please a man?”He moved my hair off a shoulder and leaned in for a kiss. I drew back but he pulled me to him and pressed his lips hard on mine.“Stand,” he ordered and then raised the hem of the teddy. I didn’t. And now I have givenhim two more girls as well! I have carried them each in my belly for ninemonths, gone through the glorious pain of childbirth and suckled them atmy breast. I have taught them to be good little girls. And all for him.For my beloved husband.Sometimes, I remember a time when my life revolved around something elseother than his happiness, but then I shake my pretty little head andwonder how that could have been. I remember that I used to have my ownjob, my own ambitions, a. An hour later and she was in a park wearing the same blue high heels she squirted in along with the tightest black shirt and the shortest denim shorts she owned, when she saw Emma Watson enter the park's outdoor toilets. She grabbed her handbag and quietly entered the same toilet Emma had grabbed her twenty eight inch pink strap-on and put it on and striped all her clothes off and shoved all twenty eight inches of cock into Emma's ass before she turned around to sit down."OMG, WTF, Selena?.